And The Stars Won't Mind

Hanging Out

They were all present:

the alpha male,

geezer bird,

skinny yob,

pretty one,

brain box,

quiet kid,

wild child,

foxy chick,

chunky lad,

handsome dude,

the little fat dumpling,

the one in the wheelchair.

The spirit of youth

just hanging out:

raucous laughter,

rumbustious horseplay,

rambunctious tomfoolery.

No different

than it was

in my day:

the young ladies

with their mammary glands

hanging out,

the young gentlemen

with their testosterone

hanging out.

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A Wedgie

There was no malice

and nothing sinister

when Andrew,

in an act

of pre-pubescent

male bonding,

suddenly tensed,

crouched low,

stalked...

crept up on Peter,

silently,

craftily,

surreptitiously…

and in the spirit of Sir Jest,

grabbed hold of his underpants

and gave him a wedgie.

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